Chapter 6 (In Jays perspective)

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He always makes things so awkward. He's so hard to read. I don't really get him, but I'll try to understand. I don't even know why I'm trying to be friends with him. Why does he look at me like that? What the hell is he thinking? What happened with his family? I'm so confused.

I just kept looking at him waiting for him to look away first. He didnt look away, so I did. "W-what do you wanna do?" he asked. "I don't know" I replied. We just sat there in silence for about 5 minutes. "Do you wanna sleep over?" I asked. He looked at me sort of surprised but looked away and said, "sure". "I mean it's not like you're planning to go home so..." I said. He looked down then vack at me.

My phone out of no where rang which scared me and I quickly answered it. "Oh, hey babe" I said, Blair looked away. Our conversation was short, she just asked what I was doing. I wasn't specific, I just replied with "I'm hanging with a friend". That was about it and then she had to go. I looked at Blair and he was looking down, he kinda looked said or down or something. He's so hard to read.

"Wanna go downstairs? We've got some cool stuff, like...uhm...a pool and stuff like that" I said. "Fine" he said as he stood up. I stood up too and started walking downstairs and he followed. I walked to the side of the pool and turned it on. "It's heated by the way" I said as I took my shirt off and threw it on the ground and Blair just looked at me."Are you going to get in?" I asked.

He hesitantly took his shirt off. I looked at his arms and he put them behind his back. He's skinny as hell. "Why are you staring at me?" He asked. This startled me so it took me a second to think. "S-sorry...I zoned out" I replied. I got in the pool and went under water. He hesitated and got in slowly. He's nervous; I think, but why?

"Hey...are you okey?" I asked him while I was taking my jeans off and throwing them by my shirt. "Uhm...yeah..." he said while looking away. I walked slowly over to him, because the water doesn't exactly let me move fast. "Why are you so nervouse?" I asked. He looked down at my crotch then looked away. "I...I don't know" he replied. "I'm wearing boxers, it's not like I'm not wearing anything" I said. "I'm know" he replied.

It's kinda weird that the waters up to his stomach and it's up to my lower chest/upper stomach. I grabbed his wrist and he jumped. "What are y-!" He started to say but I interupted. "Why would...why would you do that?!" I said. He pulled his hand away. "Cuz" he said. I looked away and said, "I don't...I understand". "You have everything, of course you wouldn't understand" he said. "That's not cool, just because I'm rich doesn't mean I don't have problems or hurt or anything!" I yelled. He just looked at me. "Then what problems do you have?" He asked.

There was a long pause and then I slowly answered. "I...uhm...my parents...died...when I was 6...these are my adoptive parents..." I daid. He opened his mouth to say something but then closed it. He then put his hands on my shoulders. I started to tear up...shit, I hate crying in front of people...

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